Sun The Moon The Truth Novels & Stories

He insisted I crouch by the door to listen to their voices. "On October 6th was Xavier's birthday. I summoned the courage to tell him the truth, but he said he would only listen if I finished all the cream on the cake on the table. He knew I was allergic to cream and couldn't eat any." ... The notebook contained records of events from nearly four years. With every page I read, my body temperature dropped, and countless images flashed through my mind, like someone stabbing me with a knife, causing excruciating pain. It was him, the man I dreamed about, Xavier Quinn.

author pov The Moon Touched and Snow Moon pack's ranking wolves spend every moment that they are not dealing with pack business, helping Katia’s family try to figure out where, on Mount Olympus, Uranus is concealing the island he is keeping her on. Nathan didn’t understand how things worked in that realm. All he knew was that the gods were more distrustful of one another than wolves were of other species. Mount Olympus was magic unto itself and would do as a god asked. It could only be undone if the same god asked it to be undone.

“Of course you wouldn't want to believe it, your Majesty. No one in your shoes would believe it either. But trust me, that's the truth. The same truth was revealed to you some months ago.” The lines of frown on my face increased. “What are you talking about?” He rose up from the ground and walked towards me. He was standing far away from me a while ago, but now, here he was, standing in front of me like I wasn't Axel Thompson. But I couldn't reprimand him. Heck, he wasn't in his right mind anymore. I don't need any soothsayer to tell me that. “A few months ago, the moon goddess special servant revealed the truth to you.” He said, still trying to get closer to me. “Your seed has never germina

The sun had brought into the world its incomplete glow that particular morning, showing off to the world and the creatures it harbours how sharp it could make flowers of different kinds and colours sparkle with its impact and how promptly it could render albinos and bats blind within the glint of its rays. Christabel stared at the things the sun had an effect on and grinned. Just when Christabel's mind raced with both negative and positive thoughts for the interview her white phone decorated with a dot of blacks buzzed inside the black compact bag she clutched in her hand. Mrs Damola threw a curious side glance at her and continued driving. Do well for the interview, the Lord will cheer you

’ I sit opposite her, ‘Destroy my destiny? The Moon Goddess continued, ‘If you wish to live, I will help guide you back to life and ensure you are fully healed, but before you can do that, you must first know the truth about your life. The truth about your past, present and future. You must know it all so you can fulfil what needs to be done.’ She held out her hand for me to take, so I did, and she gave me one gentle squeeze. ‘Amelia, your dreams were a mere gateway to the truth about your life, but it was not the whole story. There have been far too many people hiding the truth from you, so I will give it all to you. I will show you it all, if you wish, but know that it is painful, and some

"Yeah. I was told about my identity and that of my Mom, but nothing else — not about a Blood Moon. All Violet did was use me to save her lover." I was silent for a second, thinking about the pity that laced her voice as she said her last sentences. Rubbing the back of my neck, I thought of how to put it all so she could understand. "The Blood Moon is a particular full moon that happens once in a century. But, it's actually an eclipse of the sun, where the moon goddess and the sun god would meet and —" "Wait a minute," Jessica muttered, cutting me off. "There's a sun god?" She asked.

They had prostrated themselves before her, believing she was the Luna. But now, the truth burned through them like silver poisoning the blood. The woman they had worshipped was nothing more than a secondary mate—the very status she had claimed to despise. And I, the one they had ridiculed and assaulted, was the one they should have honored. The realization twisted their faces in disgust, as if they had been forced to swallow bile. The way they now looked at Virelle was lethal.

Kian POV: Looking at the pathetic woman in front of me was actually making me sick. What kind of alpha would take someone as weak as her to be their Luna? 'Rager, what to you think? Is she telling the truth?' 'I'm not sure. I don't smell any malice on her. But desperation can also lead to lies. And you're talking about murdering her pup.' 'Jasper's pup.' 'Kian' My wolf growled warningly in my head.

And I had not reached her before she did. The story was well-constructed. I gave it that. It had been built by someone who understood that the most effective damage is one that uses the truth as a delivery mechanism for the lie. You take a real document, a real diagnosis, a real name, and frame them inside a narrative that the document cannot disprove because it predates the fact that disproves it. The infertility report was four years old. The marriage contract was three weeks old. The gap between them was presented as a deliberate concealment by a woman who had leveraged three years of professional access to position herself for exactly this outcome.

“No, you said it wasn’t death we really fear.” “That doesn’t sound helpful. What, failure? Disgrace? Getting old?” “The moon.” I blinked at him. “What?” “You told me the truth would come to me when I found the moon.” I thought about it as deeply as I could, but I ended up just shaking my head. “I’m sorry, but I have no idea what that’s supposed to mean.” “But you’ll think about it?” he asked. “Constantly, I imagine. And that’s what I said, the truth is on the moon?”